FGE Cypher pt. 5 Montana of 300 (Ft. No Fatigue, $avage of FGE & Talley Of 300)

[Verse 1: Talley of 300]
Yeah
TO3

Im on these niggas necks
Like their fuckin' heads
And I don't care what you rep
I'm too much to press
Step down and get swept down
Like fuckin' stairs
Leggo my eggo, how I like cuttin' squares
One click I'ma load a clip, I'm about to go live
Get spent like 90 cents, that's two shots from the 45
That way they can't drop no dimes, get it?
Thats a hunnid nigga no lies, like a nigga really know God
Livin, but the truth said so free and I'm so fly
I walk in a spirit, like I was born a ghost
And I'm no magician, but I'll get you gone in smoke
Dock like you on a boat, see headshots in your horoscope
Boy I'm rock like boilin' coke
Ever think that you can horn a goat, better realize you on a slope
Shit'll go down, like bundles we roll out
Red dots on your nose, clown
Fireman, you get hosed down
Watch you shake like it's cold out
Hail Mary on the go route
How we scorin, who runnin'
We always go 100, yeah
And the worst when I catch up and leave you like I'm forgettin' something
And then I get back to my sense, I mean, it's back to the money
Legend on the mic I preserve, then wrap it like a fuckin' mummy
And I do it for the ones who love me
And those who came out that muddy
Want change, haters get the nickel
Thats the thing, it cap for the dummies
See, levelin' up it's a specialty
Go hard or go home it's the recipe
I been outcast like a refugee
Know that water like I trot the seven seas
So I plan to ball hard in every league
On guard with them clips like I'm beverly
Callin' all the bullshit like a referee
And I kick this shit off like a special team, squaa